AD ASTRA PER ASPERA

I know Mister Jack Jackity Jack Jack Attack (once and future) Fattycat is feeling a bit more like himself: he managed to jump from the kitchen floor to the countertop, and was thoroughly scouring the last place he saw me with cheese.

We sat together and watched Obama make his “Presumptive Nominee” speech in MN, and my old man purred loudly. It doesn’t surprise me: as a personable skinny Tuxedo cat with big ears and a funny name, they have a more than a bit in common.

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Kajivar, on June 3rd, 2008 at 11:23 pm

Yay! So glad he’s doing better. He’s a big cheese fan, too? My Galahad can smell cheese two rooms away and immediate comes running in and cries and cries like he’s going to die if he doesn’t get some of that oh-so-wonderful cheeeeeeeeeeese.

Deirdra, on June 4th, 2008 at 3:19 pm

Our boy is definitely a cheese fan, but he’ll ignore salmon and chicken and cheese for a piece of asparagus.